The other day I was sitting in a Starbucks, clacking away on my laptop while waiting for the train (OH GOD I HAVE BECOME WHAT I HATE), and some random dude next to me saw me updating this very blog.
Sometimes I like to get a little fancy too, ya know. It’s not all sweatpants and crying you know!!! Sometimes I do cute shit JUST BECAUSE.
Or because my grandparents were arriving from the land of olive trees and constant government shutdowns (No, no Greece, Portugal). Or that my mother pressured me into baking something. I mean hey, details, details.
I’m pretty proud of myself. I woke up early the other day. That’s right, you heard it here. I woke up early! Woke up at the good hour of about 12pm. At least, that’s what I think. The earliest text I sent that day was about at 12:09pm, so I’m guessing 12-ish is correct, figuring I have to work in the time I spent playing phone app games, checking my snaps, and pining over boys who will never love me on facebook.
It’s a hard morning routine, I know, but somebody’s gotta do it.